Spread eagle cross the block
Spread eagle cross-
Spread eagle cross the block
I fuck the music, I make it cum
I fuck the music with my serpent tongue
Hit, hit, hit
Want a beer? Have no fear, comes and goes, man its here
No one knows, feels so weird when it blows through my bones
I got a jones for it, I wanna know more
Cause its bout what I got to show for it
I want some more of it, I want too much
I got so bored with it, I shot it up
Wanna light my torch with it and get all fucked up
Yeah
What is it? Where is it? How will it affect me?
Fuck that shit, I need that shits bound to be the death of me
Fuck buying it Im taking it and sharing it with nobody
Cause all I really need is some cool shit to mob
Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job
I own that shit, on some throw back shit, you already know that shit
You even know bout how I know the man who grows that, biatch!
You cant buy it with your money, you cant find it overseas
Its one of those things that seems outlandish til you have its not a dream
As for me, Im cool with it and thats alright cause its my thing
What is it? Where is it? How will it affect me?
Fuck that-
Work that angle til its beveled, curve of the blade doubled
Edge made to bleed the struggle, best believe the games a hustle
Observer of the strange occurrences, conjurer of the subtle
Unseen but felt disturbances that burst a bitchs bubble
That’s right it’s all mine, never was yours
Like how you wait in line while I walk straight through the door, straight through the-
Hear you say something but aint nothing, spectators ignored
Pay no mind to that chumps just a player-hatin whore 
I fuck the music, I make it cum
I fuck the music with my serpent tongue
Ain’t no fun if the aliens cant have none
How I fuck it dirty, how I make it twitch and scream
How it screams, Oh, baby, hurt me. Work me to the bone. Oh, please
How I bend the rhythm over and hit, hit, hit it on my knees
Give, give, give it up, I need it all the time
Bleed it on the drop of a dime, down to pound it til it shines
Moonlit lake of blood red wine, make no mistake, I makes it mine
Break shit down and make it grind to the groove used to align
The cascading shades of jaded blues with these rhymes
Nuclear steeze creeps and winds
Through secrets behind and between every time I scream
Shit is mine, its all mine
All the time, shit is mine
What is it? Where is it? How will it affect me?
Fuck that shit, I need that shit
Yeah
Thought you knew, thought you thought, thought you did but did not
Come on through; What you got? Is it cool? Is it hot?
Check one two, man dont stop, Im not through black blood clot
In my view like that twat spread eagle cross the block
Need no ego to rock
What we know just gets dropped, how we keep shit on lock
Cause all I really need is some cool shit to mob
Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job
Shit is mine, its all mine
All the time, shit is mine